Internships aren’t just for eighteen-year-olds, you know… we could all do with sharpening our skill base.
In my case, I’m in danger of becoming a media dinosaur. I’ve worked in various forms of communication for 25 years now, but always through the written and printed word. Six years ago, I managed to make it to the editor’s desk at IMAGE Magazine. But I need to be able to access information as it appears and I quite fancy the idea of being able to communicate in a way that doesn’t have a lead time. To be able to post opinions and views at the touch of a button.
At IMAGE, I insist on reading any new contributor’s blog (as well as view their portfolio) before I commission them, so it was time I got off my swivel chair and learned more about the on-line world.
So, a believer in sitting and listening, and trying to shut up when not directly asked a question, I’m three weeks into my ‘Girl Friday’ internship at ebow. What seems everyday to them is a whole new world to me. I’ve sat in on pitches for web design and also then met the folk who make them. I’ve started to learn there’s a whole load of work that goes on behind the scenes in making a pretty page that appears at the click of a mouse.
I’m learning how to write blogs (like this), and how to actually input them onto a site. If this makes it up onto www.ebow.ie/blog, I’ve succeeded in that task. I now know the best coffee comes from Chez Max on Dame Street (because it’s the intern’s job to get it), but I’ve also learned that smart interns buy their bosses a Nespresso to save their Louboutin leather 
Most of all, I’m learning that the team at ebow are pretty cool, very tolerant and like cakes. I think I’m going to like it here….
